There is an interesting juxtaposition where the "eat the rich" mural reflects a Cadillac Ranch stake house across the street.

Once upon a time if you owned a Cadillac that meant you were, if not rich, you were on your way.

Like the make model year of the Cadillac shown atop the entrance to the Cadillac Steakhouse, Obama pretends to govern as if we were in the 1960's.. The time of the great society when Lyndon Johnson thought we could spend our way into prosperity.

Except a lot of the spending now is borrowed.. so much so that we even "own" a piece of a Cadillac.. the same way we might charge to eat at the Cadillac Ranch.

Which leads me to reflect about a sea creature I heard about on Charlie Rose; that once it finds an anchor/home it eats its own brain.. the speculation is that because it will not have to move anymore it wont need a brain.

If we want to get stuck, not move, not grow (like a Cadillac) then by all means lets "eat the rich".

One of our dorm-mates back in the early 80s would go home to Lawrenceburg (on the Indiana side of Cincy) every weekend to see his girl. On the way back up to Lafayette, he'd pick up tubs of the stuff (Empress, not Skyline), plus the noodles, plus some Christian Moerlein beer, and that would be Sunday dinner. Such are the memories...

Rocco>>"Eat the Rich" always reminds me of the entertaining book by P.J. O'Rourke.<<

Which reminds me of something from 'Downsize This,' by Michael Moore...just read the beginning, as it wasn't that funny. But I liked the part where he gives advice to the Rodney King verdict rioters. He drew a crude map of how they could get to Beverly Hills by highway and burn and loot there. Which I thought was hilarious.